waiting at the gates
a series of life dreams
flying flying flying
to the worlds on high
to the depths beneath
trying trying trying
dreaming there are dreams
schemes that are dreams
the past is a dream
sighing sighing sighing
messages are signposts at midnight
memories of sunsets fading
voices from guardian angels
coming coming coming
music in another dimension
the future vibrating thunder
drumming drumming drumming
alphabets of antiquity converging
from a shell a bird emerging
reversible faces always changing
a man through the day walking
dreaming dreaming dreaming
